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Scribe blushed. “You are right. I want to be your friend, Skylar, but not why you think. I just want to help. If you will allow me.”

Turning back to the white keys, I placed my fingers over them and started playing. Before I knew it, I was also singing. I couldn’t remember the last time I could just play and enjoy the music.

Halfway through my playing, I watched Scribe get to his feet, pick up an acoustic guitar that was near the piano, and started playing with me. He played beautifully and coupled with my notes, we got lost in the music. By the time the song was over, I looked up at him and smiled as he winked.

“That was fucking awesome, girl,” Gunner said, walking over with a plate of food piled high as he took a bite of a sandwich. “Do you know any other songs?”

“A few more.” I blushed.

“Gunner, why in the hell are you eating this late?” Scribe asked, placing the guitar back in its rack. “You know damn well you are going to be complaining in the morning when King runs your ass ragged on the obstacle course.”

“My kids are starving, man.”

“They need to eat, not you. Fuck man, just because Sarah is eating for three doesn’t mean you have too as well. You are getting fat!”

“AM NOT!”

“Oh yes, you are. We can all see it, only everyone is too fucking nice to say shit. I’m not. You are turning into the Pillsbury Dough Boy!”

“Take that back, asshole!” Gunner growled, placing the plate of food on the piano along with the sandwich he was eating. Moving out of the way, I watched as Gunner got in Scribe’s face. When Gunner grabbed Scribe around the neck and put him in a headlock, I backed up further into someone.

Turning quickly, I gulped as Chase Montclair glared angrily down at me and spoke, “You should be asleep, not causing problems with my brothers.”

I frowned, not knowing how to respond to that.

I didn’t do anything. I was minding my own business. I had nothing to do with Gunner and Scribe fighting.

“I wasn’t...”

“I don’t want to hear it. You’ve been trouble from the first moment I met you.”

“I’m not...”

“Skylar,” King said, walking over, moving me away from Chase, who never took his eyes off me. He was mad at me. He thought I caused the fight between his brothers. “It’s okay Skylar. You did nothing wrong. Go on up to bed, sweetheart. You have a busy day tomorrow.”

Turning to Chase once more, whispered, “I’m sorry if I bothered everyone. Good night.”

The second I left the room, I heard King shout, “What the hell was that, Chase?!”

Chapter Ten

Pyro

My stomach curdled as I watched her leave, dejected and hurt. All because I couldn’t hold my tongue. I was a fucking grown ass man, and I was treating her like shit.

What the fuck was wrong with me?

I knew she did nothing wrong.

Gunner and Scribe were always picking at each other and fighting.

“What the hell was that, Chase?!” King growled, getting in my face. Sighing, I raked my hands through my hair.

“I don’t know. I’ll apologize to her. I promise I will.”

“I get you don’t like change, but she and her brother are staying. They are family. We owe it to her father to look after her. That girl has lost everything that meant anything to her, and you shit on her. Our parents raised us better than that and you fucking know it.”

“I know.”

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